After the eight of them discussed, they beckoned to the referee and Fang Tian backstage.

Everyone is satisfied with this decision. Although they don't want to lose, they don't have a chance to win after all. So, they are willing to give up the idea of winning and put the person who is most likely to win last.

Heads-up! are not sure to win. However, if everyone cooperates, they will be able to win! Because! Fang Tian singled them out, and it was a continuous challenge, not one today, one tomorrow.

Since it's a continuous heads-up, it's equivalent to a wheel war!, isn't it?

So, first arrange people with strong skills to compete with Fang Tian for strength and consume Fang Tian's physical energy. Or! Directly hit you all over the body! Then! Use someone with less strength to waste your time in the middle, and not give you a chance to breathe. Then, arrange the best and most skilled people to achieve the final victory!

Everyone agreed, and winning is not an individual honor, but a collective honor. If you win, the winner is in for a treat.

The lame referee saw that the eight people had discussed, so he hurried up and played the game early.

He had planned to spend a day today playing.

However, Fang Tian said with a smile, it won't take a day, only an hour or so is enough! As long as someone defeats him, the game will be over. If no one can defeat him, then it will only take an hour or so.

Fang Tian always believed that a game would end the battle in just a matter of minutes. There are eight people on the other side, and it's only a matter of eight minutes. Plus the break, getting in and out of the ring, and the referee announcing the start and end of the game, it will take less than a few minutes.

It's only nine o'clock or ten o'clock.

Anyway, Fang Tian felt that the time for a football game was almost enough.

Those who stayed in the background, after listening to Fang Tian's words, trembled with anger one by one. If they can fight themselves, they will have to fight Fang Tian on the spot.

"You've discussed it?" asked the lame referee as he approached the eight.

"Let's discuss!" the tall and burly middle-aged Asian man arched his hand towards the referee and gave a Chinese greeting salute.

"Okay, which of you will take the lead? Stay in the first game, and the others will step back!" said the lame referee.

"I'll take the lead!" said the tall, burly middle-aged Asian man.

"Okay! Stand down, one by one!" the lame referee nodded at the tall, burly middle-aged Asian man, and waved his arms at the others.

"Stand down, go as planned!" said the tall, burly middle-aged Asian man.

The other seven people glanced at the tall and burly middle-aged Asian man, and then at Fang Tian. They still couldn't believe it: Fang Tian was so good at such a young age? Really! At this age, he should only grow hair, right?

When everyone got out of the ring, the lame referee announced the start of the game in accordance with the procedure!

It was the beginning of Fang Tian's match with the tall and burly middle-aged Asian man, not the beginning of the whole game! Although Fang Tian was single-handedly eight people, it was not one, but was divided into eight games.

At the end of the procedure, the lame referee stepped back, and Fang Tian and the tall and burly middle-aged Asian man started to move.

The tall, burly middle-aged Asian man knew he was losing, so his thoughts were much simpler. That's it! I'm here to take the lead, to drain your strength. So, as soon as you get started, you will fight for strength and skill! Directly hit Fang Tian's chest with your fist. Or, kick, kick.

Fang Tian was naturally not so stupid, and after fighting hard a few times, he dodged. Strange to say? Today, he is very fast! What kind of procedure is so fast? So fast that I can't even imagine it. There is that feeling of a thought! Wherever you think of it, the result will be there!

The result is conceivable! In just a dozen rounds, the tall and burly middle-aged Asian man who took the lead was knocked down.

Minutes and minutes.

"Fang Tiansheng!" Seeing this, the lame referee hurriedly announced the result!

The tall and burly middle-aged Asian man was not convinced, but he had no choice but to watch Fang Tian win.

In the past, Fang Tian had this kind of speed! It's just! This kind of speed is very difficult to appear. Only in the course of the enemy, slowly appeared. The situation was that everyone else was in slow motion, and he was at normal speed.

Now, Fang Tian's feeling is: other people's speed is normal, but his own speed is extremely fast!

After announcing the results of the first game, the lame referee asked Fang Tian if he wanted to rest?

Fang Tian thanked him: "No need to rest! It's just a matter of minutes, and it's a quick decision! Let's play the second game!"

The other players were dumbfounded when they saw that they didn't last long in the first game and lost. It's just a matter of minutes, where can Fang Tian's physical energy be consumed? Really!

At the beginning of the second game, this guy wanted to play a game with Fang Tian and delay as much time as possible. However, there was no actual combat, just hide and seek, and it couldn't consume Fang Tian's strength. Although it lasted a little longer, it was still defeated.

In the third game, it was only seven or eight rounds, and Fang Tian won again.

After five games, there is no suspense, and it is a matter of minutes, and everything is over!

The people in the audience were boiling. Although Fang Tian won, they didn't see the fame! Fang Tian's speed was too fast, and everyone didn't see it clearly at all.

Originally, they were here to see real fighting skills. As a result, I saw a "fast shot". This speed is like the player clicks "fast forward", and it passes in the blink of an eye.

Although the lame referee didn't see clearly how the two sides fought, the result was clear: Fang Tian won.

"It's my turn!

Just as the lame referee was about to announce the end of the game, another person came out of the background! This person was none other than the guy who had been making trouble in the office earlier.

"What are you?", the lame referee asked, skeptically.

"I'm going to fight in the ring!

"You?" Seeing the other party's stupid appearance, the lame referee became suspicious: Is this guy having a head problem? was beaten stupid by Fang Tian? Nima Di! Your face is swollen like a pig's head, how can you compare?

Are you here to compete? You're here to fight!

Also, this person doesn't look right! Obviously his head is not right.

"Did you sign a match agreement?" asked the lame referee.

"Signed!" the old fool took out the agreement and handed it to the lame referee.

Fang Tian stood aside, and when he saw that this guy seemed to have some problems in his head, he watched it seriously. As a result, he found out: It's not that there is something wrong with people's heads! Not to mention that he has beaten him like this! Rather, this guy may have been controlled by a demon who cultivates the Demon Dao!

The next one is no longer a fighting match, but a fairy and demon fighting method!